"Hell no!" Dennis brought his own hand to his face to try and escape the smells. "But I didn't bring any air freshener either. Didn't think we'd be wallowing in a shit hole. We're just gonna have to make do without it, alright?" Taking the lead, he led the way with a trained hand still on his gun just in case. One never knew if these haunted stories were real or not.

The two detectives found themselves walking within the abandoned hallways, the wooden flooring cracking under foot and the paint on the walls flaking and peeling off. And that stench...horrible. They eventually reached the cafeteria where the scent seemed to be coming from. 

It was a mess. Tables everywhere were thrown all over, chairs were thrown apart, and decomposing food rotted everywhere on the floor. "Jeez...if someone does live here than I can imagine what they live off on...uh, hey, what's that?"

Dennis pointed to something fresh and red on the floor, trembling slightly as he took a step closer to Roseia. A trail of blood led up to the thing, and on closer inspection one could tell that this was where the smell was.

A human brain.